The Destiny of the Mute Girl
Episode 146 ~ Silent Action

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"What are we going to do next, boss?"

Gibran let out a long sigh, sitting back in his great chair, enjoying a bottle of alcohol. The evil man was still with his sharp grin, glancing at his men who stood like a lady-in-waiting, ready to do anything his boss ordered.

"We will take the two women somewhere, where Mala and Bram can see the death of their loved ones directly in plain sight!!!" replied Gibran who was grinning cunningly.

"Then what should we all do Boss?" ask Gibran's men again.

"Check out all the doors and windows of this house and make sure that they are closed! Make sure also the condition of my daughter, who I still have brackets, is in her room!" yelled Gibran, ordering his men.

"Ready Boss!" answer the men, obey.

Gibran smiled cunningly, seeing the nimbleness of his men that he had paid was very expensive. Indeed the sultan of this evil man, no matter if the money he used to intensify his personal revenge action has made him a big loss, even he also did not hesitate to cheat Kinan.

"Everything's safe, boss. Including the daughter of the Boss who is still the Boss brackets. Right now he's sleeping." explained the man.

"Good!!! Now you take those two women! We're leaving right now!" exclaim Gibran, rising from his throne.

Gibran stepped wide, got out of the house and into his private car parked in the front. While Gibran's men and other members rushed into the restroom where Rumi and Wulan were held captive and even tied up.

Chequek!

Rumi jumped, hearing the sound of the doorknob working, indicating that there would be another person coming in to approach her and Wulan. While Wulan who had awakened from her stupor due to Rumi's efforts, no less rounding her eyes, was afraid that Gibran would do something else beyond her expectations. Making Rumi and Wulan look at each other, their eyes that were swollen from crying fear seemed increasingly clear.

"Aaaa.. aaaa... aaa?" ("Who else is that?") wulan said softly, staring at the door.

"You calm down, honey. Aunty will protect you from the demons of the curse. Auntie won't let you wretch." said Rumi, trying to calm Wulan down.

"Aaaa.. aaaaa... aaaaa." ("But Wulan was afraid, Auntie.") Wulan said trembling.

"Don't be afraid, honey. They are all ordinary people, and we have God. There is a God who always protects us." said Rumi, reassuring.

Wulan's tears trickled down again, after feeling calmer than before, as the girl regained consciousness from her stupor and realized that her current position was no longer at home, but he was held captive by someone who had entered his room through a window. Making Rumi overwhelmed to calm the girl's cries, especially when the two positions are tied, can not reach each other. But the patient Rumi managed to make Wulan calmer even though only for a moment.

"Hurry up and bring them!" exclaim Gibran's men to his other members.

"Ready Boss!" answer both, simultaneously.

"No! We don't want to come with you!" rumi exclaimed, trying to protect herself and Wulan.

"Don't say much if you want your life to be saved!" concluded Gibran's men.

"No! Off! Don't you touch that girl! He doesn't know anything!" Rumi.

"Shut up!!! Otherwise you'll die!" hold down Gibran's men, staring intently at Rumi.

Rumi snorted angrily, staring intently at Gibran's men who were no less cruel than his boss. While Wulan sobbed, trying to rebel as hard as possible but what is the strength of the figure of a little girl if you have to fight the strength of a well-built adult man. Wulan had no power to resist, even though her heart was so hot with anger right now.

"Let's drag them!"

The two members of Gibran's men nodded obediently, pulling Rumi and Wulan out of the room without pity on a woman, towards the terrace of the house where Gibran's car was.

"Prepare sweet girls...!!! I have a big surprise for you both!"

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"Are you sure, this is where Gibran is hiding now Dhana?"

Dhana repeatedly checked the Imam's cell phone in his hand, connected to the chip inside the princess' necklace. As a result it remains the same, the tracking device inside Imam's phone shows the point where Wulan is, where he is waiting and monitoring from a distance at this time.

"Yes, Mas. The point of Wulan's existence is in the big empty house." said Dhana, pointing to one of the empty houses there.

"Let's go there, Mas. My feelings are not calm. I'm afraid Wulan's why-why." timpal Mala, sitting in the front seat with Dhana who chose to drive.

"Don't Anty! If we go there openly, then Adek's life and the life of his brother Mr. Bram will be threatened." Aiziel's dream, trying to calm Mala.

"We have to come up with a strategy so we can defeat Gibran and his men!" timpal Sadha, restraining emotions on Gibran.

"Mas agrees with your proposal, Sadha. What is your strategy for this?" said Ammar, his eyes always circulate.

"We should..."

"Wait for Mas.." cut Dhana.

"What's Uncle?" ask Aiziel, astonished.

Dhana's eyes were still fixed on the screen of his phone that was lit, paying attention to the coordinates of the princess's existence that increasingly showed the way out. But immediately Dhana's eyes rounded perfectly, seeing the existence of Wulan who suddenly moved again, unlike earlier who was silent. Making Dhana furrow his forehead, then raise his head quickly.

Brums!

Dhana was wide-eyed, seeing two cars coming out of the empty house at high speed, passing Ammar and Bram's car hiding behind a bush not far from the empty house. While Ammar, Sadha, Mala, and Aiziel who came to see the car just frowned in wonder, although their hearts said that the car had a Gibran car.

"Mr Dhana..."

Dhana, Mala, Ammar, Sadha, and Aiziel jumped in shock. Saw Bram coming knocking on their car window.

"What's the matter, Mr Bram?" dhana said, astonished

"That's Mr Gibran's car, sir! I'm sure, Wulan and Rumi will be taken somewhere by that man!" exclaim Bram, riled.

"Fast follow them, sir!" exciting Dhana.

Bram nodded, moved quickly and got back in his car there. While Dhana rushes to wear another seatbelt, leaving the others confused.

"Dhan's guess is right, Mas. The tracking device in Wulan's necklace moved because Gibran had taken her away just now" Dhana said, preparing to drive her car.

"Then let's go now Dhana!" exclaim Sadha, can no longer bear to immediately finish off a cruel creature like Gibran.

"Yes Mas." replied Dhana.

Dhana gave a rough sigh, before his foot stepped on the gas pedal of his car until the iron horse moved after Bram who had first chased Gibran in front.

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"Mas Al's...! My...! Open door!"

The light of the lamp that still illuminates the house, making Damar who can not sleep because he continues to think about his sister, choosing to approach Aifa'al's room which turned out to still light the lamp.

Chequek!

It didn't take long, Aifa'al opened the door of her room to Damar. While Damar had dyed, looking at the situation that happened to be deserted because everyone had slept perhaps. But Damar did not want to be rash, did not want to provoke the suspicion of the entire house late tonight.

"The room? You haven't slept?"

"Ck! How could Damar sleep Mas? While the mind of Damar is still fixed on Adek."

"Why are you here?"

Damar herded his eyes, seeing the situation safely under control, no one would catch himself approaching the mas. While Aifa'al frowned, astonished at Damar's extremely strange behavior.

"You why the hell? So strange!"

"The room wants to catch up with Papi, Mas!"

"Ck! Don't be crazy, Damar!"

"The room's not crazy, Mas. Seriously damar!"

"No! I won't allow it!"

"The room doesn't go alone! That's why Damar approached Mas here!"

"What do you mean?"

"Damar and Mas! We're gonna catch up with Papi!"

Aifa'al was stunned, seeing Damar's unanimous determination, following the papi who was struggling to save his twin sister. Exactly the same as his original intention, but did not get permission from the oma.

"the way? You saw Mas's leg, didn't you?"

"We're taking Mrs Kinan, Mas!"

"Ck! Why haven't you been thinking that way since?"

"So? Do you agree with Damar's proposal?"

Aifa'al was silent for a moment, seeming to weigh the words of the sister who was quite dangerous but in accordance with the intention in his heart to save the sister and finish off the person who had physically hurt the sister. Indeed, the initial intention was broken by Damar himself, but now Damar himself was also eager to invite Aifa'al away.

"Good idea! And now what?"

"We went to Bu Kinan's house on a motorcycle!"

"Are you sure, house people don't suspect anything?"

"No, my mom. As long as we're smart!!!"

Aifa'al smiled slantedly, looking at Damar's smile that was no less cunning for tonight.

"Okay. We're leaving now! But Mas wanted to take something first!"

"Mas wants to take what?"

"Guns! We can't leave empty-handed, Damar! Yes wait!"

Damar sighed heavily, controlling the roar that had been racing against the house situation, afraid that if suddenly the oma or even the opa caught himself standing in Aifa'al's room in hiding. While Aifa'al was limping, he went into his room and took the weapon he was going to carry away with Damar.

"Mas... let's hurry! Oma or Opa will wake up again! Our plan could be gatot!"

"Ck! Patience with dong! If you're afraid of getting caught, we don't have to take the stairs!"

"Where do we go? Flying time!"

"Balcony Adek room! You told me, didn't you, that Adek ever ran away from home with a cloth coil on his balcony?"

"But a foot like that can?"

"What I doubt is you! I used to run away from home like Adek!"

Damar clucked with anxiety, staring at the middle mas who was mocking, doubting his ability that had never felt how engrossed and challenged him to run away from home. Forgetting that the middle was once a son of dissident, stubborn and hard-hearted, often stopped from home after a fight with Ammar even Aiziel.

"Hey...! Why silent? You don't dare?"

"How dare, Mom! Let's go now!"

Aifa'al chuckled softly, looking at Damar's real nervous attitude for fear of not being able to prove that he dared to plunge from the balcony with a cloth. While Damar walked first, did not want to show his nervousness in front of the mas who was faint-hearted was laughing at him who suddenly pias.

The drap!

With his leg still injured, Aifa'al walked after Damar into Wulan's room. Closing the door again after the two entered quietly. Aifa'al and Damar stepped again, took a swirl of cloth and walked up to the window, reaching for the balcony.

"Dare to, right?" aifa'al asked, patting Damar's silent shoulder looking down.

"Bismillah alone, Mas." replied Damar, massaging the chest that is increasingly racing.

"Let Mas go first so you can imitate Mas. Yea?" aifa'al said, convincing Damar.

Damar nodded, swallowing his hard-earned saliva at the sight of the height he had just realized. While Aifa'al was moving, rushing down with the twists of cloth they had assembled in such a way, and then tied as tightly as possible on the balcony.

Grep's!

Hap!

Damar gasped, seeing how nimble Aifa'al went down with the cloth wrapped in less than a minute despite his severely injured leg, making him even more nervous. Afraid that the way down will not be the same as the way the mas down, not making the slightest sound. While Aifa'al who had reached below, waved his hand. Tell Damar to rush downstairs before everyone sees him.

"Room.. ppssttt! Ppsstt! Come fast!"

Damar let out a long sigh, adjusting the increasingly uncontrollable breath of his speed, looking down many times, making sure that the situation and conditions below were comfortable.

"Come Damar! You should be able to! For Adek! You must not be afraid! Bismillah!"

Damar slowly lifted his legs, climbed the balcony of his sister's room while holding a tightly bound cloth coil, following a technique he had noticed when Aifa'al came down using the object. Although his heartbeat is getting faster, it does not dampen the intention in his heart.

Bruk!

Damar lost control, making his body glide freely until it fell hard and cause a loud enough sound. While Aifa'al rushed to grab Damar's hand, bringing him up and up, hiding first, making sure that the situation after Damar fell remained safe.

Chequek!

Aifa'al and Damar were flabbergasted, hearing the sound of the main door of the opa house opening. Making them more wide-eyed when they saw Vanny who turned out of the house, circling the eyes, was looking for something.

"What are you doing, Dek?" Ibel asked, coming out when she saw her sister-in-law coming out.

"Vanny heard the sound of a falling object earlier, Brother. But strangely, there was nothing outside. Though Vanny is sure, if this ear hears a sound that falls hard enough." replied Vanny, still circling his eyes.

"Maybe it's just your feelings, Dek. Never mind, let's go in again. Brother doesn't want it until you're alone outside! Not safe!" exclaimed Ibel, pulling the hand of his sister-in-law.

"But Brother, Vanny..."

"Here you go, let's go in! We sit in the living room just waiting for news from Mas Ammar, Sadha, Dhana and Mala." cut Ibel, pulled Vanny's hand in.

Vanny sighed resignedly, following the brother-in-law into the house even though he was still very curious. As Ibel and Vanny enter the house, Aifa'al and Damar who are hiding are relieved. Massaging the chest that was now racing after they held it for a few minutes so as not to cause a sound that provoked the suspicions of Ibel and Vanny.

"Ck! Because of you, we almost got caught!"

"I'm sorry, Mas. Damar's feet slipped."

"Take care and use strategy!"

"Yes, the important thing is, we're still safe."

"Some what! How do we get the motor out? Mommy and Bulik are in the living room! They can hear the sound of the motor from inside later!"

"For that matter, just calm down. Mas motor has not yet entered the garage of the house!!!"

"You mean?"

"Thatuuu...! motor Mas's there."

"Why is the bike there? If lost how? You want to change, huh?!"

"Hhhh why get angry with Damar! The one with the bike was Rainar! Why is Damar wrong?"

"Ck! That kid...!"

"Already, Mas. The important thing is that the motorbike is still safe and prosperous, right? We better leave now, before Bulik and Bude come out again for suspicion!"

Aifa'al let out a heavy sigh, then moved from the hiding place behind the uncle's car which was still parked outside the garage. While Damar moved quickly while settling down, approaching the Aifa'al motorbike which was still parked near the fence, making the owner of the motorbike upset because the motorbike was left standing far from the garage, and certainly can invite a sense of wanting to have a high from the figure of the thief.

"Ready Mas?" ask Damar who's ready.

Aifa'al who was sitting behind Damar sighed again, reassuring himself and his heart, making up his mind to catch up with the daddy who was helping the uncle look for Wulan's whereabouts. Although he knows, that after this there will be mass tantrums from people at home after knowing the action with the dangerous Damar.

"Bismillah! They're ready! Let's go!"

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